CHAPTER II 



BEYOND THE TETONS 

 SOME ACCOUNT OF WAPITI HUNTING IN WYOMING 



To any one who has regarded the great continent of 

 North America from the point of view of a hunting- 

 ground, rather than a wholesale producer of canned 

 meat and pretty girls, the name of Jackson's Hole 

 is familiar. 



It lies there in North-western Wyoming out be- 

 yond the sharp-toothed Tetons, a vast hollow, con- 

 taining within its mountain walls, on whose slopes 

 great gloomy pine forests alternate with the lighter 

 groves of quaking asp, a scattered remnant of the 

 vast herds of game which, like the Indians who 

 pursued them, have vanished into the happy hunting- 

 grounds beyond the distant hills. 



Still you may find on its highest tops a few 

 roaming bands of bighorn ; deer, wapiti, and bear 

 move about the woodland glades, and on the sage- 

 covered plains the pronghorn antelope proves to one 

 how feeble a safety valve is the English language. 



Ranches lie scattered here and there, the great 

 green meadows which surround them a tribute to the 

 energy and perseverance of some western farmer. In 

 place of the bison, droves of sleek, mild-eyed Here- 



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